swaggin off x Lyrics

The way, her eyes new new

New new

Designer my kicks my shoes

My shoes

Margiela, my swag it's cool

So cool

Got pints, these pounds they new

Sippin' on red yeah, I'm vamped out

Dying my dreads yeah, I stand out

Turn up the party, they shutting it down

We gon' rage until we get out, waitin' until the sun go down

Three-sixty vision I see like an owl, rockin' all black, yeah, I'm draped out

Stay with my glock, we made a vow, never fail when it go down

A.R.P. hold 50 rounds, Baguette's on my neck, think I'm from France

Rockin' Balenci, this shit ain't by chance, I had to boss up yeah, advance

Take my pick, I had to flex, I had to lock in private jet

Pop me a X G6 up next, now I'm glitchin' off of this shit

We off of the shit, XXX, what's the smell my weed in the air

She wanna come, straight to my lair

Yeah I'm a boss, top floor player

They know I'm poppin', so they gon' pay up

She look good, she don't need no makeup

Smokin' on gas, then we go makeup

Dick in her mouth, she take it, O.K., yeah

New bitch, I'm havin' my bae over

Make racks in my sleep, I can layover

Wake up, and pour an 8 up

Vamps in your, city it's a takeover

Lit by myself, I don't need to pay up

You want the swag, nigga gotta pay up

Promethazine, I'm sippin', O.K, yeah

Go all black, I'm lovin' them Vets

Double inverted crosses sit on my neck

If she worth it, give her a X

Gelato, gon' punch on your chest

Boolin with my bitch I don't stress

To the rave we go, I pop X

Who's your friend

Do she, pop X

Rockin' Balenci, yeah, O.K., yeah

Swaggin so hard, she broke her neck

Starring so hard, she wanna her some X

Told that bitch, I ain't up for the sex

Just want me some top, give me your neck

I don't respond to nobody text

Unless it's a bad bitch, oh yes

Unless it's a bad bitch, oh yes

Been having cash, bitch, ion stress

Been having cash, bitch, ion stress

Been having cash, bitch, ion stress

Been having cash, bitch, ion stress

Been having cash, bitch, ion stress

Been having cash, bitch, ion stress

Diamond, my ring, the lick of death

She on my radar, I need that flank

Candler road, we in a tank

We boss it up, we stealin' your rank

Like Jack Sparrow, I'm in love with, Black Pearl

Dress in all black, she in love with my world

Fuckin' with it, I'm lovin' her curls

She know how to swag, yeah, that's my girl

She can get anything in the world

Know how to talk, don't waste words

Rippin' me right outta my shirt

Swaggin off X, Rick on my shirt

Maison Margiela, Is all on her purse

Texting my phone, you need you some work

Grab me a sprite, mix it with syrup

Cop some Balenci, that's light work

Take her to, Ruth Chris, but I fuck first

Take her to, Ruth Chris, but I fuck first

Take her to, Ruth Chris, but I fuck first

Take her to, Ruth Chris, but I fuck first

She likin' my swag, she want to pop perks

She likin' my swag, she want to pop perks

Swaggin so hard, X on my nerves

Swaggin so hard, X on my nerves

Geekin' with her, she love my words

The way, her eyes new new

New new

Designer my kicks my shoes

My shoes

Margiela, my swag it's cool

So cool

Got pints, these pounds they new

Sippin' on red yeah, I'm vamped out

Dying my dreads yeah, I stand out

Turn up the party, they shutting it down

We gon' rage until we get out, waitin' until the sun go down

Three-sixty vision I see like an owl, rockin' all black, yeah, I'm draped out

Stay with my glock, we made a vow, never fail when it go down

A.R.P. hold 50 rounds, Baguette's on my neck, think I'm from France

Rockin' Balenci, this shit ain't by chance, I had to boss up yeah, advance

Take my pick, I had to flex, I had to lock in private jet

Pop me a X G6 up next, now I'm glitchin' off of this shit

We off of the shit, XXX, what's the smell my weed in the air

She wanna come, straight to my lair

She wanna come straight to my lair

She wanna come straight to my lair